(Capo 1st fret)
G D C G
G F G
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man
C D
Trying to make a living and doing the best I can
C G Em C
But when it's time for leavin', I hope you'll understand
G D G
That I was born a ramblin' man
G C G
My father was a gambler down in Georgia
C D
And he wound up on the wrong end of a gun
C G Em C
And I was born in the back seat of a Greyhound bus
G D G
Rolling down highway forty-one
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man
Trying to make a living and doing the best I can
But when it's time for leavin', I hope you'll understand
That I was born a ramblin' man
*Solo* (intro & verse)
I'm on my way to New Orleans this morning
Leaving out of Nashville, Tennessee
They're always having a good time down on the Bayou, Lord
Them delta women think the world of me.
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man
Trying to make a living and doing the best I can
But when it's time for leavin', I hope you'll understand
That I was born a ramblin' man
G F G
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man
*Solo* G F G (repeat n fade...)
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